Reckless Mind

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Author: Heather Wiginton
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weekends!” She jumped up off the end of my bed and clapped her hands. “Now we need to get you dressed.” I was closest to the door to my room, while Emma stood farther in from when she was looking around. She moved to open my closet, and I tried to stop her but wasn't quick enough.
    I stopped breathing around the time her hand touched the door knob. Rubbing my palms on my shorts to take away sweat the nerves left behind, I couldn't meet her eyes. Nothing. There was nothing in my closet. What little clothes I did have all fit in the small dresser sitting against my wall. “Emma, I...” My throat tightened with restriction toward telling Emma anything personal about me. All I felt in that moment was embarrassment, and again I wanted to break down in tears.
    “Do you have time to run to my house? I still live with my parents, but they don't live too far, and I have some clothes I don't fit into any more. I think my mom was going to just give them away, but you can take them if you want. Not that you need them or anything, I'm sure you have plenty,” she rambled, probably because I made the whole situation more awkward and she didn't want me to think she felt sorry for me.
    “Emma,” I said, and for the first time in as long as I could remember, I touched someone without being told I had to. Placing my hand on her arm, she looked at me. “That would be great, I'd appreciate it, thank you. And yeah, I've got time before my shift still if you want to head out now.”
    She smiled and threw her arms around my neck. I didn't move for a minute, but she didn't let go, almost as if she knew I needed time to adjust to having someone touch me. Then with a deep breath, I wrapped my arms around her too and hugged her back.
    “Let's go,” she motioned to the door. “Oh, and I should warn you now, Brandon might be there, so you're in for a treat.” With a scowl on her face, I knew her use of the word treat had little in common with the literal definition.
     
     

Chapter 2
    I'd done this plenty of times, meeting parents, but this time I wanted to be as real to myself as I knew how to be. Mentally I thought about how I looked. My long straight dark brown hair fell half way down my back, and I barely wore any make-up so I knew that wouldn't be an issue. The white tank I had on was layered with a loose sheer floral racer back tank, and I had on faded shorts. They were kind of short, but it is the end of August and crazy hot out, so I hoped Emma's parents wouldn't think less of me because of it.
    “Hey, you alright over there? You've barely said anything the entire ride.” Emma's brows creased in concern.
    “I just.” What? What am I going to tell her? I had a fucked up childhood and it affects me to my core to this very day...that I have no idea how to trust people...have never had anyone I'd call a real friend. Generally, I just don't know how to function like a normal eighteen, almost nineteen year old girl. Yeah, all that would be amazing. I shook my head to clear the thoughts that would never really go away, “I'm okay, Emma. It's just important to me your parents like me, that's all.”
    She didn't respond, instead pointed to a street coming up on the right. It was a nice neighborhood, with big houses compared to what I was used to, and my hands began to shake as she told me which driveway.
    Emma's house was a two story brick with some light brown siding and a three car garage. There was a shiny black firebird parked in the driveway which I assumed belonged to her brother. “What did you say your brother's name was again? And your parents?” I placed my hands under my thighs on the seat hoping Emma couldn't see the nervous tremors.
    “My parents are Dan and Jules, douche bag is Brandon, and the big dane is Hercules.” Her brother couldn't honestly be that bad, I mean they are siblings, and from what I hear siblings fight and have a hard time getting along sometimes. Not that I would know personally. “And I

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